SCUTTLE UNDER

Brittle little back, you’re still afraid

Only seconds since you came.

Scuttle under splitting seashells

Barrel into clouds of brine

Settle on the rocky sea shelf

Just in time.

Sniffing snout, the longest thing

Upon your tiny frame

Rolling in the leafy mounds

Lazy and unashamed.

How beautiful are you?

You humble two, the joy of my true heart.

You will one day reclaim the earth

And again, the world will start.

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